About two hours later, they had arrived back at the camp and Amanda was grateful to finally take a shower. She could even admit she couldn’t stand the smell of the gore that was rotting on her clothes.
Amanda leaned her head against the shower wall as she watched the nasty gore wash down the drain and she let her thoughts roll around in her mind. Heavily, she sighed as she thought about the events that had occurred that day. The new monster species, the daywalkers only wanting her, and the death of her teammates. She lingered on the thought about the daywalkers not going after the others as they made their way to the truck.
The only thing she could think of that would cause the mutants to just come after her was that she was covered in the larger mutants blood. It seemed so strange, ho
